autumn of my life
the summer grass is growing brown
leaves dancing silhouettes, to the ground
it is the autumn of my life
gone now, the long summer days
geese heading south, flying away
it is the autumn of my life
summer heat, being replaced
coolness of fall's wind, in my face
it is the autumn of my life
beneath this tree, now, i will rest
i feel for me, it is the best
it is the autumn of my life
i close my eyes, my senses roam
it's time for me to be going home
it is the autumn of my life
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